living on my street and having wonderfully indulgent neighbours is a very bad thing for my waistline. they're generous to a fault and the perfect hosts - so i pop over almost weekly now for a fix of this marvellously marbled stuff. really not doing myself any favours at all! one look at their dog, incidentally the world's biggest mini chihuahua*, and i should've instantly recognised the dangers of long-term consumption in that house.
*it's the size of my adult boxer, i kid you not. only its head remained mini chihuahua-sized.
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